Lyssandra!
It was the only time in his entire career at Starky's Planetarium that Noah had been glad they had no customers. He and Lyssandra had glad for the quiet; both the kids were asleep up in the flat they're changed into a nursery of sorts, and they were in the gift shop playing Ring Around Uranus.
It's really not as dirty as it sounds.
Noah was just ready to toss the ring toward the levitating blue planet when the first tremor hit, and he felt off the counter with a rather loud thud. He remained on the floor as the rest of the planetarium shook and quaked, and he covered his head to avoid some of the random memorabillia that was falling off the shelves. Either aliens had finally invading, death eaters had taken over Diagon, or they were definitely in the middle of a huge earthquake. Noah's eyes remained shut as he tried to move, but the shaking was too much to make any sort of motion toward Lyssandra, toward---
"TERRY!" he shouted involuntarily, pushing his body up with an adrenaline rush of a panic. Noah stumbled back to the ground, however, but was immediately scrambling back to his feet, "LYSSANDRA, THE KIDS----"
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